A hand reaches up in blackness and dust. An Aurg known to Yellow has returned from what he thought was death. Back before, in the green uniform of the Self Defense Forces. His hair the normal black of most Japanese, walking away from the strangely dressed young woman and her urgent, bewildering request. The first time he'd held a G-Phone. Red, trying to get through to the Yellow of the present. And he, fighting Loki. Loki blasting him and catching Tetomu, holding her prisoner.